At my mother's funeral in my previous life, very few people were present, and it was a very sad place.
Based on her observations over this period of time, Zong Jiayu is a very loyal person. Otherwise, he could have hired people to run the spicy snack and steamed bun shops, or only paid Dafu, Pumpkin, and Zhong Yuan a small salary.
But he didn't do that.
He had this opportunity, and it seems he was quite destined to be with his family.
She waited inside for a while and saw that the new mother and child had endless things to talk about.
She simply called out, "Let's talk later! Come inside and discuss the steamed bun shop!"
Zong Jia and his companion sat down opposite her as they entered the room. "Little Pear Sister, what do you think is a suitable price for us?"
Jiang Xiaoli took out her notebook and said, “Our buns are mainly divided into three categories: purely vegetarian, purely meat, and both vegetarian and meat. I have calculated the cost. I think a purely vegetarian bun costs 30 cents, a purely meat bun costs 50 cents, and a purely meat bun costs 80 cents. The profit margin is about 60%. What do you think?”
"Isn't this price a bit too expensive?" Zong Jiayu frowned.
Nowadays, most steamed buns at breakfast stalls cost around three cents.
"Our steamed buns are a whole size bigger than those at regular breakfast stalls, and with the taste, I'm confident in the price," Jiang Xiaoli said confidently.
She paused, then added, "For the first three days after opening, we can do some promotions, like buying steamed buns and getting free porridge, or buying five and getting one free."
Upon hearing this, Zong Jiayu looked at the spirited girl in front of him, smiled and nodded, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
Jiang Xiaoli was slightly dissatisfied, "Don't look so reluctant, say whatever you want to say as soon as possible!"
"I was being narrow-minded just now. My godmother's cooking is worth the price," Zong Jiayu said, trying to make amends.
"You changed your mind quite quickly. It's settled then. My mom said everything is ready, so let's have a small trial run tomorrow?"
Zong Jiayu agreed, "Okay, leave it to me."
After discussing the steamed bun shop, Jiang Xiaoli suddenly remembered, "By the way, do you have a lot of students from your No. 1 High School participating in competitions?"
"What, you want to participate in the competition?"
"Yes, I'm going to compete with my classmate, and I'm determined to beat him next year!" she said with high spirits.
Zong Jia laughed when he saw her clenching her fists, ready to fight. "I have a good relationship with the competition teacher at our school. I'll go get you some materials."
"Thanks. By the way, aren't you a top student? You've never participated before?" Jiang Xiaoli asked curiously.
"I'm too busy making money to have time."
Jiang Xiaoli burst out laughing, "You call me a money-grubber? You're even more of a money-grubber!"
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